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Sawadee Khrap     Thanks Max for this one:

Resimay

To hoom it mae cunsern,

I waunt to apply for the job what I saw in the paper.

I can Type realee quik wit one finggar and do sum a counting..

I think I am good on the phone and I no I am a pepole person,
Pepole really seam to respond
to me well. Certain men and all the boys.

I no my spelling is not to good but fi nd that I Offen can get a job thru my persinalety.

My salerery is open so we can discus wat you want to pay me and wat you think that I am werth,

I can start emeditely. Thank you in advanse fore yore anser.

hopifuly Yore best aplicant so farr.

Sinseerly,

BRYAN

 

PS : Because my resimay is a bit short – below is a pickture of me.

 

 

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Employer’s response:

Dear Bryan , It’s OK honey, we’ve got spell check.

See you Monday.

Ciao

Here’s a great one from Paul:

A young monk arrives at the monastery. He is assigned to helping the other monks in copying the old canons and laws of the church by hand.

He notices, however, that all of the monks are copying from copies, not from the original manuscript. So, the new monk goes to the head abbot to question this, pointing out that if someone made even a small error in the first copy, it would never be picked up! In fact, that error would be continued in all of the subsequent copies.

The head monk, says, ‘We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son.’  He goes down into the dark caves underneath the monastery where the original manuscripts are held as archives in a locked vault that hasn’t been opened for hundreds of years. Hours go by and nobody sees the old abbot.

So, the young monk gets worried and goes down to look for him. He sees him banging his head against the wall and wailing, ‘We missed the R !    We missed the R !      We missed the R !’

His forehead is all bloody and bruised and he is crying uncontrollably. The young monk asks the old abbot, ‘What’s wrong, father?’ With A choking voice, the old abbot replies, ‘The word was… CELEBRATE!!!’

Ciao

 

Sawadee Khrap

Mick and Paddy were walking home from the pub.

 Mick says to Paddy, ‘I can’t be bothered to walk all that way.’
‘I know,’ says Paddy, ‘but we’ve no money for a cab and we’ve missed the last bus home.’
‘We could steal a bus from the depot,’ Mick suggests.
They arrive at the bus depot and Mick tells Paddy to go in and get a bus while he keeps a look-out.
After shuffling around for ages, Mick shouts, ‘Paddy, what are you doing? Have you not found one yet?’
Paddy shouts back, ‘I can’t find a No. 91’
‘Oh Jeysus Christ, ye thick sod, take the No. 14 and we’ll walk from the roundabout.

Ciao

 

Sawadee Khrap

An Alabama preacher said to his congregation, ‘Someone in this
congregation has spread a rumor that I belong to the Ku Klux Klan. This is a horrible lie and one which a Christian community cannot tolerate. I am embarrassed and do not intend to accept this. Now, I want the party who did this to stand and ask forgiveness from God and this Christian Family.’

No one moved. The preacher continued, ‘Do you have the nerve to face me and admit this is a falsehood? Remember, you will be forgiven and in your heart you will feel glory. Now stand and confess your transgression.’ Again all was quiet.

Then slowly, a drop-dead gorgeous blonde with a body that would stop
traffic rose from the third pew. Her head was bowed and her voice
quivered as she spoke, ‘Reverend there has been a terrible
misunderstanding. I never said you were a member of the Ku Klux Klan. I simply told a couple of my friends that you were a wizard under the sheets.’

The preacher fell to his knees, his wife fainted, and the congregation roared.

Ciao

 

Sawadee Khrap

Manure:    In the 16th and 17th centuries, everything had to be transported by ship and it was also before commercial fertilizers were invented, so large shipments of manure were common.

It was shipped dry, because in dry form it weighed a lot less than when wet, but once water (at sea) hit it, it not only became heavier, but the process of fermentation began again, of which a by product is methane gas. As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles you can see what could (and did) happen.

Methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came below at night with a lantern, BOOOOM!

Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was determined just what was happening

After that, the bundles of manure were always stamped with the term “Ship High In Transit” on them, which meant for the sailors to stow it high enough off the lower decks so that any water that came into the hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of methane.

Thus evolved the term “S.H.I.T ” , (Ship High In Transport) which has come down through the centuries and is in use to this very day.

You probably did not know the true history of this word.

Neither did I.  I had always thought it was a golf term.

Thanks Jerry for another sailor’s “pears of wisdom”.

 

Ciao

Sawadee Khrap

A man was laying in bed with his new girlfriend. After having great sex, she spent the next hour just stroking his penis, something she seemed to love to do.

Enjoying it, he turned and asked her, ‘Why do you love doing that?’
She replied, ‘Because I really miss mine.’

Ciao